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Chapter 3: Hunting Season(ing) Part Two
God, was there some planet in retrograde right now? Everything was so…gray. Tome usually would have been able to cite a specific planet but she had been too oddly deflated all day to speculate.
At least she wasn’t the worst one off. No, not by far. That honor went to the pompadour’d thug who did nothing but sulk in the corner of their shared club space now. Her own club mates who were always too scared of him to even approach even tried to offer him one of their honey chip bags out of sheer pity. Tome, usually quite stingy with the resources (especially now they didn’t actually have funding anymore) didn’t even object. ‘How the mighty fall.’
Goda had spent some time trying to cheer Onigawara up. That boy was too nice for his own good. Him AND Kageyama. Tome didn’t know what Goda had been trying, exactly, since she was too engrossed in (or rather numbed by) her video game to listen but she could guess. The Body Improvement Club had one solution for every possible human ailment. It was exactly why she didn’t risk complaining today.
Tome glanced at the clock—it was getting to be that time, wasn’t it? The time where everyone finished their club activities up. Ah. Orwell was calling her name once again.
At least she wasn’t the worst one off. No, not by far. That honor went to the pompadour’d thug who did nothing but sulk in the corner of their shared club space now. Her own club mates who were always too scared of him to even approach even tried to offer him one of their honey chip bags out of sheer pity. Tome, usually quite stingy with the resources (especially now they didn’t actually have funding anymore) didn’t even object. ‘How the mighty fall.’
Goda had spent some time trying to cheer Onigawara up. That boy was too nice for his own good. Him AND Kageyama. Tome didn’t know what Goda had been trying, exactly, since she was too engrossed in (or rather numbed by) her video game to listen but she could guess. The Body Improvement Club had one solution for every possible human ailment. It was exactly why she didn’t risk complaining today.
Tome glanced at the clock—it was getting to be that time, wasn’t it? The time where everyone finished their club activities up. Ah. Orwell was calling her name once again.
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"If it's only hunting the turtle dove, it has to be somewhat intelligent. Any other animal wouldn't be this focused on small prey when there's so many other things around to eat. It has to have a reason why it's hunting him specifically."
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Then, as if on cue, the phone Mob had tucked away in his pocket began to ring.
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Despite the sense of dread rising within him, Mob flipped the phone open immediately. "Master Reigen?"
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“Look, we’ll talk tomorrow. Get indoors and don’t lose your phone, okay? Those things aren’t cheap.” Reigen flipped his phone shut and ended the call.
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"I don't have to be back at work today," he informed Teru. Even though he was sure he disappointed Master Reigen, he felt relieved he no longer had that hanging over him. Now he could better focus on their mission. Provided that they could finish it with this little visibility.
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Just like Master Reigen.
"Thank you," he said appreciatively. He really did appreciate it. But there was one thing that was bothering him.
"Hanazawa-kun... I know that you feel that you owe me, but... isn't this a lot?"
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Tome held her breath at the sight of it. It was just like blondie had said…the river was already flooding and lapping violently at the river banks. “Hey, can you really still feel it?”
“Yeah! I can! It’s definitely still somewhere here. Keep following my beak!”
“Then, we’re going.” Tome held the dove closer to her body and took a big breath like she was taking a plunge into cold water. She didn’t realize what comfort the wheat surrounding them offered until it was gone and they were wandering into a totally exposed area but she didn’t let herself dwell on it. She wasn’t one to lose her nerve and she wasn’t going to start now.
Teru released Mob’s hand and pushed ahead to stay close to the other two’s side.
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It was then that he remembered something that Dimple told him.
"You gotta listen to your gut, kid!" he said. "Most of the time it's right on target. So don't question it!"
"It's here!" Mob rarely spoke in a loud voice, but he wanted to make sure that he was heard over the torrent of rain and river.
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FWOOSH
In one instant the mud beneath their feet burst and sizzled as if it had been cut through with a giant flaming sword, right through the spot the three had been standing. Now, they were safely a good twenty feet away.
'Shit.' Teru blocked out the sounds of Tome wheezing and the dove cooing frantically. Yeah, that pressure was unmistakable. There was no way a barrier that was weak enough to accommodate the pigeon would last more than a few hits. And it hit fast. "Sorry about this, Tome-senpai. Fluffy One."
"Sorry about wha-AAAIIIEEE!!" Tome held the dove tightly to her as the world became a blur. When things had stopped spinning she could just barely make out the dark form of Mob at a distance.
"Kageyama-kun, find the ring! Make sure it doesn't get washed away--" 'Shit!' No time to rally as Teru had to dodge another attack that stretched far enough to carve through a nearby boulder like it was nothing.
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Teru believed in him, he tried to tell himself. He just has to figure it out as quickly as he can. Before something happened to the others.
Mob scrambled forward, the mud reaching up past his knees now. He frantically searched for it, pushing back mud, eyes scanning wildly for some glimmer of light in the torrential rain.
But he doesn't see anything like a ring.
Not anywhere he looked.
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'At this rate, as long as I don't get hit.'
He was single-minded now. He was going to keep Tome safe. He was going to keep the little dove safe. He was going to see this through to Mob until--
The pressure was building again. It was predictable in that it had only been bum-rushing them but he couldn't be sure it didn't have something else up it's sleeve. He couldn't get a clear look at it just operating on it's level. So he bent his legs, told his companions to keep their heads down and he leapt up. He could feel the wind cutting through and just barely missing the bottom of his shoes. Up, up, up he went and he hovered until he was on-par with the farmland's tallest trees. It was hard to see as the darkness encroached on them, but he could make out a faint smoking zig-zag pattern.
"Oooouuuoooo! So humans CAN fly! I knew it!"
Tome heaved. "N-no-not q-quite--"
Before Teru could even think about soaking up the first bit of praise he'd gotten that evening the pressure was building again and quicker than ever. He twisted his body in-mid air as a rush of wind went by and suddenly the rain was muffled. Actually, everything was muffled. Wait, was Tome yelling now? He landed again to get his bearings and winced at the ache in his neck from jerking it so suddenly.
Ah. Something else hurt. Something really hurt. Something was warm. That's what Tome was yelling about. His shoulder was spurting blood and was soaking into her hand.
"Are you hurt, Tome-senpai?"
"Oh my god, did it take your arm off!?"
"No. Don't worry about it. I've gotten it worse from Kageyama-kun."
"Wait, what--"
Teru took off in a new direction. Even if it was dark, he had picked up on a few more interesting tidbits while he'd been airborne.
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Hurt.
He needed to figure this out. He had to find that ring. Someone had already gotten hurt.
And then suddenly, a familiar voice rang in Mob's head
"You still having problems finding your key?"
Mob was sure that back then Dimple had taken his lack of an answer as an answer.
"You really want it, huh? So long as that desire's strong enough, you should be able to find it easy!"
"Huh?"
"You can sense energy, right?" Dimple asked.
Mob nodded in response.
"Desire generates a ton of energy! And when someone really wants something, that energy is directed at whatever-it-is they want! So all you need to do is sense that energy and you'll find it immediately!"
Mob went back to sifting through a desk drawer he had already rummaged through before.
"Hey! After all of that advice I gave you, you're not even going to use it?!"
"I don't like to use my powers for unnecessary things."
"Unnecessary?! You've been looking for a half-hour!!"
That was it. The turtle dove wanted this more than anything. If Dimple was right, all he needed to do was focus on that energy. All he needed to do was reach out and find it.
A blue aura radiated off of Mob as he tried to focus. He couldn't worry about Teru and Tome right now. He needed to trust Teru to keep the two of them safe.
And so he did.
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